3:05 am
1981, a baby girl was born in the house 638 on Wetherby lane. Her parents- Karen and Don, happy as ever. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
3:15 am
The old house shook, the great oakwood door swung open, revealing a devil creature, who looked like man, but had no face. It crept in slowly, with backwards feet and awkward steps. The residents of the house ran to the main room of the house, and locked the door. Alas the laws of physics and matter did not apply to this creature. It trudged up to the room with heavy feet, yet it made no sound. The creature made a twisting motion with its long, bony fingers, and the door handle turned, slowly it opened, displaying the frightened couple inside, and their newborn child. The monster stepped forward, and kept doing so until it was right in front of them. A dark purple fog filled the room, and the couple promptly fell asleep. The creature with no face took the baby and left, making its escape into the night. They were never seen again.
Twenty-two years later we will return to the house on Wetherby lane and find that it has changed, along with the couple who still resides within.
House 638 is no longer the grand establishment it was before. It is now a sad old house, with fading paint, and rotting wood. The once grand oaken door is now a chipped, rotting old piece of wood. The once warm, inviting atmosphere is now a cold, empty one, without people, without care.
If one were to enter this house, we would find that Karen and Don have become workaholics, they’re rarely ever in the house anymore. An attempt to forget what happened twenty-two years ago, perhaps. Their sorrows did not however, stop them from raising another child. A sixteen year old girl that was born six years after the event. The girl’s name, was Eleanor. She had bright green eyes and rich brown hair, opposite from her sister, the sister she never knew about.
Although her parents aren’t there a lot, they did care for her. Afraid that the creature would take her too, they never told her about her sister, and kept her safe for as long as they could.
3:05 am
Like most nights, Eleanor was home alone. Mindlessly scrolling through her Insta feed. There was a slight creaking noise from inside the house. She ignored it, thinking it was just one of the many rotting wood boards of the house. Not even a few moments later, the house began to shake. Yet again, Eleanor ignored, believing it to be just another earthquake, which was frequent in their region. Little did she know what was going on downstairs. The faded, worn oakwood door blew open, revealing a familiar faceless figure.
3:15 am
The creature was back. It moved up the stairs in a sinister manner, it knew she was there, and the figure was ready to take what belonged to it. As the monstrous creature opened her door, it snuck behind her with an evil smirk. Because it had a mouth, and it was very hungry.
